Real Friends
So, you told me all the time
Your past had all but left your mind
Real friends, how many of them, how many new?
'Cause now, you love him all the time
Where were you when the train was pulling out
Stood staring at the roof saying didn't they warn me
Wouldn't you like to believe, that we
Could have carried any weight that was coming down
Home ties are the strongest
Why didn't you save me
Are you practising all that you preach?
You're always talking with your friends
Saying that boy can sing but he'll never love again
Could have been married in the summer
Separated in the spring
Would have been the story of the year in our home town then
Where were you when the train was pulling out
Stood staring at the roof saying didn't they warn me
Wouldn't you like to believe, that we
Could have carried any weight that was coming down
Home ties are the strongest
Why didn't you save me
Are you practising all that you preach?
Now, I could never blame you for believing
In the start of a dream in the day
So, can you really blame me for believing
And to long for return to the days
Your past had all but left your mind
Real friends, how many of them, how many new?
'Cause now, you love him all the time
Where were you when the train was pulling out
Stood staring at the roof saying didn't they warn me
Wouldn't you like to believe, that we
Could have carried any weight that was coming down
Home ties are the strongest
Why didn't you save me
Are you practising all that you preach?
You're always talking with your friends
Saying that boy can sing but he'll never love again
Could have been married in the summer
Separated in the spring
Would have been the story of the year in our home town then
Where were you when the train was pulling out
Stood staring at the roof saying didn't they warn me
Wouldn't you like to believe, that we
Could have carried any weight that was coming down
Home ties are the strongest
Why didn't you save me
Are you practising all that you preach?
Now, I could never blame you for believing
In the start of a dream in the day
So, can you really blame me for believing
And to long for return to the days
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Writer(s): Benjamin Francis Leftwich, Harold Jones, Jacob Ithurburn
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